ONE YEAR LATER 

For weeks, of course, the phone still rang for you;
letters arrived with your name and my address;
your weight stayed long in the chairs, and even now
something of you in the mirror changes my face.           

 

THE CAGE  

It’s a cage I’m building.
To put all the tigers in.  

A man with a cage
has tigers. 

They’ll come out of the cage
to get me.

           

PARTING WISHES  

I wish
I could be there
to help you
do 
without me

I wish
you could be here
to witness
this
fine emptiness.

 

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I feel like the thing in
side a person 

in
side something else             

 

SOON 

I’ll cut my nails
or stop clenching my fists